Please don't say that we don't care

I was taught to use my own money when I was younger. Not really in primary school, but it really started when I was in Form 1, right after my father's demise.

I started to love Chinese boyband Energy, hence whenever I see them releasing a new album, I'd want to buy one. However, requests to ask for purchase it were all rejected by my mother, and back then Mp3 sharing was not a big deal. It was hard when you want to listen to music, and it's unlikely that the radio stations will keep broadcasting the same song everyday.

The final straw came when there was a really big concert coming up, and my mother will not budge no matter how I cried or pleaded to her. I was left brokenhearted, so was my sister.

Therefore, I made up my mind, and after having a discussion with my sister, I've decided to....save my allowance.

I do not get much. While the rest gets to enjoy about RM10 per day, I only get RM5 per week to eat one packet of RM1 nasi pedas during recess. But instead of eating them, I silently kept that RM5, and smiled and telling my friends politely that I'm not hungry even though I was actually starving inside. I got the tendency to look at other friends' food which drew really fierce looks from them because in their eyes I was "greedy" for their food.

And what do I do with those RM5 that I've saved? I used them to buy music albums, with their really expensive prices that could go up to RM40 - RM50 at times. I knew I couldn't do it alone, hence I've discussed it with my sister, and that was how we actually saved it up together and buy one album.

We do attend those activities whereby we queued up really eagerly to get signatures and handshakes from our favourite idols. And there are many times we had promised to switch places because they only allow album holders into it.

And the concert tickets were products of bargaining with my mother, by saying that we will pay her with the only resource that we could get other from her weekly allowance: Red packet money.

Yes, that was how we quenched our thirst for loud music and bustling crowds. And frankly, the satisfaction was far greater because we knew we came here via business conceptual thinking.

Of course, there was also the time whereby I went to work after SPM, not to gain working experience, but to earn money, so that I could get what I really wanted: a handphone.

It was nothing really big actually, just a common Sony Ericsson K700i. It was my baby and I cried whenever I couldn't find it. Even till now I still feel the pinch when I stopped using it because, that was the first RM625 that I could afford to buy a phone worthwhile for two years, and with it, countless memories with pictures inside it.

So I dare say this, Zewt's blog commenters who recently go and blast all the youngsters that they couldn't appreciate things, which part of your life that you didn't like about us now?

We could be sipping coffee filled with money we've earned when we're free, like the weekends? Those promoters who stood around, sometimes with high heels, smiling to every customer just to pass some flyers which you will not have noticed and threw into the trash can. Or pouring to every customer inside a hypermarket a cup of fruit juice which will all come back mostly with trash and no more sales made.

That is really thick from Yuppies like you people to look down on us who, I think have better and more careful financial planning. Because we can still enjoy ourselves even as we are students.

Shopping malls? Oh please that's small stuff. Unlike you credit card people who bust it up during every PIKOM PC fair, looking at young promoters, who sometimes had to bare their skin to lure your leering stares into buying the products which are not even ours in the first place.

Dudes and Dudettes, we ain't the one browsing expensive Bonia stores to buy ugly bags or horrendous t-shirts. We are probably paying for a RM9 fruit tea, in which the waters are refillable so that we could enjoy the atmosphere ONLY. At most we enjoy a good movie, or play it up at the arcade. If not, which part of "frugalism" did you see in youngster culture?

So until you people do realised that we as youngsters do suffer from the RM2.70 rise, and frankly really felt better for the drop, because people from YOUR older generation fucked up the petrol price in the first place....

Stop blaming on us for the mistakes. We probably care more than you people ever do in your whole lifetime.

S'cuse me, I'm going to enjoy myself window shopping in Sunway Pyramid later on, which is probably free, plus the RM1 parking fee, and that, at most, RM15 petrol by driving there.

Ba-bye! *bimbotic wave*

The article who pisses Yuppies off can be found HERE, but original content can be found HERE.

And these people are the ones who said that they do not believe in the mainstream newspapers. Tsk, tsk, tsk.

This further proves that we are more aware because I don't believe 100% of what newspapers said.

P/S: Please read this article by the awesome Gen Y blogger Nigel, and please tell me which part of the video has youngsters inside, Kthxbai!